Snow Is Exciting Because I Hardly Ever See It

As it snowed this weekend, I recalled just how wondrous it is. Due to the warnings about dangerous wind gusts, I couldn’t go outside in it, but I loved peering out my window to see the tiny flakes of snow constantly pouring from the sky.

You may be picturing large amounts of snow, but it actually just snowed enough to cover some patches on the grass and the tops of my neighbors’ cars. I hardly ever see snow, so I quite enjoyed this unexpected weather. When I do witness snow, it’s usually much later in the winter. Watching it fall out of the sky and graze the edges of the trees delighted me.

I also felt pleased because the power stayed on the entire time and didn’t even flicker. Since the power cords are above ground where I live, that is not always the case if snow and sleet occur.

Even in the times when it has caused the power to go out, I’ve still been grateful for the snow. I remember a few years ago when ice covered all of the leafless trees. They shone and glistened. A few times, I even saw shards of ice plummeting from the trees.

I also appreciate just how beautiful snowflakes are. When I’ve looked at books showing pictures of many different snowflakes, the unique shapes they were comprised of astounded me. Nature is absolutely gorgeous.

At the same time, I’m grateful for how inspirational the snowflakes and snow are. I plan to try out making kirigami snowflakes again. Kirigami is like origami except that you cut and fold the paper instead of just folding it. For the kirigami snowflakes, you can make beautiful designs in just about any pattern you can think of. The natural world inspires this art.

I feel thankful for snow. It is truly a rare spectacle for me to see, and I appreciate its grandeur.

This is a beautiful poem from Omy that uses language involving outer space: